Nostalgia

Something made her stop while she was on her way. It was the same coffee shop where she first met him. She forgot if she was for a work with other friends. All she could remember was the time spent with him. Those chats, the smiles, the spark in her eyes! She was laughing over the coincidence that she was clad in the very same dress that she wore when she went out with him. It was all so nostalgic. Sliding back in time and reliving those moments was the best she could do. The drive, the walk, the guy whom she could talk… every single thing which went in making her day was so fresh in front of her eyes…all she could do was wish him there and it would have been so nice.

She so wanted it to be that very day….but she knew that he was far and away! She had to come back to the present from the past, but deep inside wanted this feeling to last….

The nostalgia has taken over her and even as she went on with her friends, the thoughts still lingered!

And Now U R Gone....

The feeling is so strange. It’s all so hollow from within. Life is so unpredictable…just in the wink of an eye everything changes. Our world is affected and in a way we never expect it to.


We meet people who were strangers. We never thought that they would be present in our life. And in no time they become a part of our life…in a way in which we can’t imagine their not being there! How does it feel when such people walk away from us? People whom we thought to be ours...to be there for us; in no time cut us away from their lives and throw us as if we were just a piece of crap in their life.

Its sad when people you know become people you knew, when you walk right past someone like they were never a big pat of your life, how you used to talk to them for hours and now you can barely even look at them!

I know it makes a deep impact…a situation which becomes difficult to tackle. After all we all are humans with emotions making us feel the pain.

But I still find optimism in a pessimistic twist like this. I am thankful to all such people…people who have made me realize that they didn’t deserve to be there in my life…and for making my life better than ever before by going! After all they were just faking around to be well wishers rather than being genuinely one.

Anyways they never valued us….so be happy that we no longer have those people whom we value but they don’t!

There is always a silver lining in the dark clouds!

Free Yet Trapped

I am someone who is not unaware of power of words. A young girl who used to pen down her thoughts since her school days.

Someone who could let her mind and heart speak for her in the most captivating ways through her words….some written, some unspoken, some to be read between the lines.


Daily life incidences, Random Thoughts crossing my mind, Deep Wishes within my Heart, Rhythm flowing out of me in the form of Poem….just a glimpse of few fallen ink drops from the pen of a girl who was so Herself.
It gave a deep sense of satisfaction and peace. If not anyone else I had my horizon of thoughts where feelings and words met. Writing was one important part of my life which helped me establish a sync with my own self.

Normally as the time passes by, one gets more composed. But alas! This wasn’t the case with me. I gave up writing, I gave it up all. No longer did my thoughts meet my words and the horizon as it appears to be but in reality never met! I confined myself within me. It wasn’t that I had no one to speak to but had this inhibition of speaking my heart out: the fear of not being unheard but not understood.
So as the clock ticked, I got lost somewhere. Lost far away from my own self. Now there were no more fallen ink drops….it was all dried! I now feel that there was this layer on me which inhibited me from doing so.

With the inspiration and sheer motivation from close people (people who know me well), I have once again taken to writing.

I have broken free all the shackles: shackles which chained my thoughts. I have wiped off the thick layer of dust: dust which suffocated my feelings.

Now I am all set to fly. Fly in my own horizon. My wings being expression and imagination.

I strive to make a comeback after a long time. I wish to see myself as the same young girl who thought she had wings and her mind flew to places unexplored, thoughts which could not unfold and feelings untold!!!

Just wish for the same strength and flair which has always been the force behind those fallen ink drops.

Hope they never dry now…

Amen!

Thanks for being there!

Let us be grateful to people


who make us happy;

They are the charming gardeners

who make our souls blossom.

Each of them are just like unique flowers in the bouquet called life who by their fragrance make our life all the more sweet.

For all those who have touched our lives and made a difference!

Yaadein....

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उमीदों की कश्ती में बहते हुए

सुनहरे लम्हों को बुनते हुए

बीते पलों को समेटते हुए

मुझे भी अपने साथ ले चला है

फिर यादों का कारवां चल पड़ा है!